Thanks to Ning Fan, the Black Dragon, which had turned into a lump, was still in a safe zone at this moment.
All the Elemental Dragon Flames still enveloped Ning Fan, after all, he was the target of the Forbidden Spell.
As for the Black Dragon, it was completely ensnared in its own cocoon.
"Should be dead by now."
Ning Fan smiled faintly.
Even though the Black Dragon came from the Divine Realm, it had now turned into a shapeless lump.
If it hadn't died like this, Ning Fan might have to reevaluate the creatures of the Dragon Clan.
At this moment, Ning Fan was considering how to get out, or rather how to break the seal of the Forbidden Spell.
"If I could shatter space, there might still be a chance."
Ning Fan's eyes grew deep; his power hadn't yet reached that level.
There was no choice but to think of another way.
His gaze fell on a translucent white dragon head, and Ning Fan stepped forward.
